The fat wife is rebellious: she was spoiled by the group on the way to escape famine

In sharp contrast to this is the dull and honest Song Mucheng, who has long been accustomed to submitting under his wife's long-term strong oppression.

Thinking of the past events that Aunt Qiao had told her before, those long-hidden emotions surged in her heart again.

At that moment, she decided that she must teach this arrogant woman a lesson.

So he started to test the waters, "Your two sons don't look like members of the Song family at all. Are you sure they are our legitimate bloodline?"

As soon as the words fell, an invisible tension suddenly filled the air, and even the air seemed to solidify.

Everyone stared with wide eyes at Zhang Xiuqin, the party about to have a conflict. She was completely stunned, her face returned to its original snow-white state, and her eyes were wide open as if she had seen a ghost.

"What did you say...why doesn't my child look like a descendant of the Song family?"

Anger mixed with panic made Zhang Xiuqin's voice sharp and trembling, obviously the most sensitive part of her heart was touched.

She never imagined that the young man who was usually unknown would dare to question her dignity and status in public.

All sorts of emotions came flooding back at once: anger, confusion, and even a bit of guilt...

In fact, Jiang Jinhe just mentioned it casually, and never expected it to cause such a violent reaction. A hint of speculation immediately arose in his mind.

Maybe there are some unknown secrets hidden behind this?

"If you don't believe me, you can ask Auntie."

Jiang Jinhe turned around and cast a meaningful glance in Aunt Song's direction. "You think everyone in our Song family is well-educated and well-mannered, and even my second brother is a very good man, so why are these two children the only ones who haven't learned anything at all? Isn't that strange?"

Before the old lady could answer, Zhang Xiuqin, who had already been unable to bear it any longer, rushed over.

"You stinky little girl! How dare you slander my son! I'll make you pay!"

Accompanied by hysterical roars, a storm came without warning.

When the situation was critical, Song Wenqin stepped in at the critical moment to save his wife who was almost injured.

Then, Auntie Song severely reprimanded Zhang Xiuqin, who had lost her mind. The scene finally returned to some calmness, but for everyone, this was just the beginning...

That night, the sky was exceptionally dark and depressing, like a huge black cloth completely covering the entire sky.

Everyone sleeping outdoors felt an unprecedented sense of crisis.

Jiang Jinhe still chose to sleep on the outside as usual so that he could be aware of any possible danger at the first moment.

As for Song Wenqin, there was no unnecessary conversation and he quietly went back to the inside to lie down and rest.

Under the cover of night, strange noises could be heard faintly from the direction of Tongshan, making one feel creepy yet curious...

Just as everyone was drifting off to sleep, a deafening roar suddenly pierced the night sky, terrifying everyone while adding a touch of excitement and thrill to the unknown adventure...

Although she knew what the other person was referring to, Jiang Jinhe's cheeks still blushed with embarrassment.

The night enveloped everything. Fortunately, the surrounding environment was too dim, concealing her thoughts and the warmth of her face at the moment, otherwise others would easily capture her uneasiness and embarrassment.

Song Wenqin nodded heavily, responded with a firm look, and asked the elder beside him: "Mother, how many beasts do you think attacked us this time?"

There was a subtle tension in his calm voice, and the air seemed to grow heavier with his words.

Silence was like an invisible net, tightly wrapping everyone in the room, making people feel oppressed and unbearable.

After a long time, Aunt Song finally spoke, but that soft sigh seemed to contain many unspoken emotions.

"Ugh……"

Then, she gently pushed her husband, who was about to lie down again, with her slightly tired hand. Although the movement was small, it conveyed an irresistible force.

Being touched like that, Song Dadi, who had been lying motionless with his back to everyone, suddenly turned to the other side and said in a deep voice, "The situation outside is so chaotic right now. Those wild animals must have caused countless injuries and even deaths over the years. If we go up the mountain tomorrow morning, we must be extra careful and try not to act alone."

As he spoke, his eyes vaguely passed over Jiang Jinhe, with both worry and reminder in his eyes.

Hearing his father's words, Song Wenqin immediately responded to express his understanding, with a bit of determination in his tone: "Okay."

Then there were sounds coming from the next room. It sounded like Mr. and Mrs. Song Muchang had started preparing the items needed for tomorrow, right?

In order not to wake up the sleeping child, everyone tacitly kept quiet and stopped talking. Only the occasional slight sound of movement broke the quiet night sky.

At the same time, bursts of deafening tiger roars continued to sound, which seemed particularly terrifying in the silent night.

Time passed slowly, and after about half an hour, some peace finally returned to the direction of Tongshan, but this brief calm was more like the last tranquility before the storm.

Jiang Jinhe was already exhausted and fell asleep before she could completely relax.

At this moment, a sharp and shrill cry came from afar, gradually approaching here.

The sound was like a sharp blade cutting through the silence of the night, waking everyone up from their brief tranquility.

"Go and light the lantern, Wenqin!"

Almost at the same time, Aunt Song issued urgent instructions, her words full of urgency.

"It sounds like someone is heading here for help, and there's a good chance they're followed by something extremely dangerous!"

In an instant, faint lights penetrated the dark night, and the familiar aroma of hay spread on the wind.

Soon, small flickering flames appeared in other places around, and the entire valley was instantly illuminated.

For the same reason—to protect their home from wild beasts—Jiang Jinhe quickly stood up and joined the task.

After all, everyone knows that for some animals, light is one of the most effective and easiest ways to repel them.

Sure enough, not long after, the first villager appeared in sight, panting, and then more figures came one after another to join their team.

Some of them were crying non-stop, others were so frightened they couldn't speak clearly, and some, even worse, kept repeating stories about tigers in the mountains, as if their minds were controlled by fear...

"We're all doomed. There's absolutely no hope! The mountains are filled with packs of tigers!"

"These beasts are going to eat us. They can kill a person with one bite! There's bright red blood all over the ground. It's so scary!"

"Oh my god...what's going on?"